A/N: I decided to go ahead and take down my other stories, and put this one up. I won't stray from it, I swear, and I hope that you'll like it! Please enjoy Control, my first OFFICIAL fanfiction that I plan to go through with! I will try to update once a week, and if you like it, I will do a sequel! Please R&R
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto/Naruto Shippuden in anyway, form, or fashion. I only own the Kokawa clan, my OCs, and the plot (but you can use my OCs if you ask nicely J)
Chapter 1- Team 7
"Yo, Mi, are you ready or what?" Mako called out, securing his ponytail. I grinned as I adjusted my skirt, then grabbed my forehead protector as I darted through the hallways to the living room, where my twin brother was waiting for me. Mako grinned back at me as, in unison, we tied our forehead protectors under our bangs, just like we had seen the guys at the academy do. It was the day that we would finally be put into our teams, and I couldn't WAIT to seee whose team I was on. Hopefully my best friend, Naruto's!
"Race ya to the academy!" Mako yelled. I smirked and readied myself, letting him take off. I gave him a twenty second headstart, then full out sprinted, passing by my poor twin and smacking him with my ponytail. I laughed as I came up to the academy, and slowed to a stop to wait for Mako to get here. A few minutes later, he came huffing and puffing up to me, his face as red as his hair, and breathing heavily.
"Not… f-fair… dude…" he wheezed out, still trying to catch his breath. I just grinned and flashed him a peace sign as I jogged into the academy, with Mako coming after me. We walked in the classroom and I looked around for Naruto, only to see him get pushed into Sasuke, causing them to lock lips. I grinned and bursted out laughing, but cut off when I saw the fangirls running at my best friend. I used my clan's speed (no I wasn't using it before, I'm also naturally fast) and zipped over to him, catching him by the collar and darting back over to Mako, who had seated himself by his best friend, Kiba.
"Hey there, Mimi-chan!" Naruto yelled, glomping me. I grinned and hugged him back, before grabbing his hand and zipping to sit beside Sasuke, with Naruto on my other side. I poked the Uchiha in the cheek, but he just glared at me and then went back to looking out the window. I felt someone tug my hair, and automatically, I pulled out a kunai, holding it up to none other than Haruno Sakura's neck.
"Kokawa. I think you are in my seat, skank, and who said you could touch S-Sasuke-k-kun…" she trailed off as she noticed the point of a deadly weapon fixated on her jugular and gulped, making the point dig deeper into her throat and draw a small amount of blood. Still, she didn't let go of my hair, so I kept the point there.
"Mimi, quit it! She's bleeding!" Naruto yelled, drawing everyone's attention. I didn't move, my eyes growing colder as the idiotic pink haired rat continued to pull my hair.
"Miwa, put the knife down. Haruno, let go of her hair, before she kills you." Mako said, sounding serious for once in his life. Sakura pulled tighter and I pushed harder, drawing more and more blood, until…
"Kokawa Miwa and Haruno Sakura! What on Earth are you doing?!" Iruka screamed, dropping his folders as he saw the two of us. Sakura immediately let go, and I pulled my kunai back, wiping the blood off on my skirt as Iruka frantically bandaged Sakura's neck.
"Miwa, what the hell was that?! You could've killed her!" Iruka shrieked at me. I smirked and spoke my first words that day.
"She got into a fight with a stronger kunoichi, so I decided to knock her down a little. No harm done, just a little cut. Besides, she touched my hair. You know how much my hair means to me, Iruka-sensei." Iruka looked shocked, then nodded as he went back to the front to call out teams.
"The teams will be three man squads, with the exception of teams 7 and 8." Iruka said, obviously excited.
"Team 7, Haruno Sakura, Uzumaki Naruto, Uchiha Sauke, and Kokawa Miwa. Team 8, Aburame Shino, Hyuuga Hinata, Inuzuka Kiba, and Kokawa Mako. Team 9, Hayashima Daisuke, Sayuri Mico, and Hanazawa Yuuki. Team 10, Nara Shikamaru, Yamanaka Ino, and Akimichi Choji. Please, enjoy lunch with your team, and then report back here to meet your sensei. Dismissed!" and with that, Iruka was gone in a puff of smoke. I sighed and stood, stretching and popping my back.
"Hey, Miwa, wanna come and eat with me and my team?" Kiba called out, waggling his eyebrows at me. I giggled but shook my head no, turning to see Naruto beside me.
"No thanks, Kiba-kun, I'm gonna go eat with Naruto! Have fun, though! Hello Hinata-san!" I said, hugging the small short haired girl. She smiled and blushed, touching her fingers when she caught sight of Naruto beside me grinning at her.
"H-hello, M-Miwa-c-chan. H-how a-are y-you?" she asked quietly, her stutter worse than ever as her eyes focused on her nervously touching index fingers. I smiled softly and poked the girl on her nose, which made her giggle a little.
"See ya later Hinata, Kiba, Shino, Koko!" I yelled, grabbing Naruto's hand and dragging him out the door. He caught sight of the pink rat and hurried over to her, asking if she wanted to come to ramen with us. She gave him a dirty look and me a dark glare, before turning to ask Sasuke for ramen. The Uchiha (of course) rejected her, and she looked dejected as she walked off. I chuckled, watching as Naruto went after Sasuke. They argued for a bit, until Naruto pushed Sasuke into a room. I raised my eyebrows and walked slowly to the room, whistling and twirling a kunai around my finger. I walked around the building and climbed through the wndow, lowering myself down, only to realize I was face to face with a tied-and-gagged Sasuke. I snickered at him, receiving a glare before I undid the gag.
"Well, Sasuke-kun, it seems like you're in a bind. Want help?" I asked. He glared at me again and tried to undo the binds, to no avail.
"No. I don't need help from a girl, Kokawa. Leave me alone." He stated monotonously. I sighed and leaned closer to him, making him back up slightly.
"I can think of plenty ways a guy needs a girl's help." I whispered, smiriking at the shock in his eyes and the faint blush on his cheeks. I'm always around Mako and Kiba, did you expect my mind to be innocent and virginal?
"No." he growled out, glaring at me. I sighed and leaned back, watching through my lowered eyelashes as he struggled and struggled, but he couldn't get out. He sighed, then leaned back, only to start falling. Had I not seen and caught him, he would've brained himself on the edge of a desk.
"How about now? I just saved you from a possible concussion, and even more brain damage. Will you accept my help now?" I asked, laying him gently on the floor. He shook his head, but I sighed and tied the gag around his eyes, watching as he bucked in protest.
"Dammit, Kokawa, get this thing off of me." Sasuke hissed at me. I smirked and went behind him, puttng my hand on his lower back. Sasuke froze, his breathing labored as he held in his anger. I went around, my hand trailing from his back to his chest, and then I briefly removed my hand, only to replace it on his knee. i let my fingers trace down his bare legs as I slowly came to a stop on the binding on his ankles. I cut them off with my kunai, then stood him up. Sasuke shivered as I breathedon his neck, going behind him to untie his hands. I let my fingers brush over his wrists and plams as I gently unwound the too tight rope around his wrists, taking note of the rope burns. He flexed his fingers as I took off the blindfold. Sasuke turned to face me, and at that moment, I couldn't believe it. Sasuke looked vulnerable. His eyes were wide, the pupils dilated, and his breathing was heavy. I was confused, to say the least.
"Sasuke-kun?" I asked, tilting my head to the side as I stared at him. I saw his hand twitch, then a kunai was flying at me. My eyes widened and I quickly raised my arm, not having time to go for my kunai pouch. The flying knife imbedded itself into my arm, hilt deep, going through my arm and scraping my bone. I lowered my arm to stare at Sasuke, who looked horrified.
"If you didn't want me to call you that, you could've just told me. There are plenty of things I could call you. No need to throw sharp objects. Here." I pulled the kunai out of my arm, wincing slightly as it scraped bone, then threw the blood soaked kunai to Sasuke, who stumbled back when it got near him. I rolled my eyes at him and walked out of the room, bandaging my arm as I walked to the sweets shop. I picked out a blueberry lollipop and a bag of cotton candy before paying and heading back to the academy, candy in mouth and hand. When I got there, I sat in between Mako and Naruto, offering them some of the cotton candy.
"Miwa? What happened to your arm?" Mako asked, seein my bandages. I looked down and saw a bit of blood seeping through them. I smiled brightly at my twin, trying to distract him with small talk about his favorite thing- art.
"Hey, Mako, how's the drawing going?" I asked, swiftly hiding my injured arm behind me. he immediately lit up and went into detail, telling me about the color and designs he plans to use for his latest painting. He wouldn't show anybody, not even me, so I have to wait. I may have been able to fool my brother, but I couldn't trick his teammates.
"Miwa, you have been stabbed." Someone stated, sounding amused. I turned to see my rival, Sayuri Mico, smirking at me. Her dark purple hair was in two ponytails, as usual, her headband worn like a hairband, her bangs coming to the eyelashes of her pink eyes. Her skinny arms placed on her nonexistent waist, her body covered only by a small hot pink skirt and an even smaller hot pink "tank top". I add quotations because it's more like a scrap of cloth connected by two threads. Mico has an obsession with Mako that could rival Sakura's obsession with Sasuke. She hates me, for no apparent reason, and I don't think the best way to get a guy is to hate his twin sister.
"Mind your own business, Mico. Is it your arm? No. So don't worry about it." I hissed, narrowing my eyes at her. She simply smirked at me, showing me the middle finger. I growled, moving my injured arm from behind me, letting my friends see the blood soaked bandages.
"Aw, did the little Kokawa hurt herself?" Mico asked, mocking me. I stood from my chair, glaring at the white haired rat in front of me.
"Wanna go, Sayuri?" I growled, snarling as I cracked my knuckles.
"Bring it, bitch." The girl said, still smirking at me as she mirrored my movements. I shifted into a battle stance, not needing weapons. This would be an easy match. Mico charged at me, fully intending to beat me. I grinned at the mediocre kunoichi in front of me. I grabbed the stupid girl by her wrists and swung her into the wall, making a Mico sized hole in it. I chuckled darkly, making my way over to Mico, who was laying on the ground outside. Mico pushed herself up, coughing, and I let her get up. I watched as the scantily clad, poor excuse of a kunoichi come up to me, her face dirty and furious. She raised her hand, and I decided to let the poor girl land one hit before I beat her to a pulp. I expected her to sock me in the nose or stomach, but she did something worse.
SMACK!
My head snapped to the side, making my neck ache as my cheek began to sting from the slap. I heard several gasps and some oh no she didn't!'s, but I focused on Mako, who looked horrified. I let my hair drop down to cover my face.
"Everyone, back away." I heard Mako order, all business-like. I heard the shuffling of feet and grinned. I knew it wasn't a normal grin. It was my crazy grin, one I haven't worn in a while. The grin that signals I'm about to lose it.
"Hehehe… you wanna play like that, skank? Alright then. Come at me. I dare you. I fucking DARE you." I said in a low, menacing voice. The idiot was, well, idiotic enough to comply, coming at me full speed. I just stood there, but when Mico got close enough, I strectched out my arm and caught her by the throat, the force used to stop her sprint making her feet swing under her as I lifted her off the ground. She choked and clawed at my small hands that were wrapped so tightly around her throat, but I decided not to kill her and frowned, throwing the rat into a tree and watching as she slid down the trunk. I scoffed and turned, only to get hit in the back of the calf with a kunai. I stumbled, nearly falling over, but warm arms caught me. I looked up at Mako, who was holding me and inspecting my wound. If there is one thing he hates the most, it's me getting hurt. He cursed softly, then sat me down, pulling out three kunai and three shuriken. He hissed at Daisuke, who had thrown the kunai in an attempt to sever the nerves in the back of my knee, but had missed horriby because he was so worried about his long time crush, Mico. Mako threw a senbon needle, aiming for the boy's chest, but Daisuke bent down to check Mico, and the needle went through his neck. His eyes widened in surprise before he toppled over, apparently dead.
"Mako, your aim is getting better." I remarked casually, pulling the knife out of my leg to go check on Daisuke. He had never done anything to me of his own accord, just doing either what Mico said, or trying to protect Mico. I limped over to the boy's still form and carefully pulled the needle out of Daisuke's neck, but he stayed stiff.
"OH MY GOD YOU KILLED HIM!" Someone screamed. I flinched at the shrill sound and turned to see Sakura staring at us, horrified.
"He isn't dead. It's very difficult to kill someone with a senbon through the neck. He is simply unconcious. Be happy that the boy moved, or else he would be dead." Someone said behind me. I turned to see a beautiful woman with long black wavy hair flowing down her back. Her red eyes assessed Daisuke while her her bandaged arms rested, crossed, over her chest. She was very beautiful, that was for sure.
"I am Yuuhi Kurenai, sensei of Team 8. Please, if you are on Team 8, please step forward." The woman stated. Kiba, Shino, Hinata, and Mako stepped up. Kurenai looked over the four, and her eyes stopped on Mako. Her bright red eyes widened and her mouth dropped open a bit, but Kurenai quickly regained her composure, and smiled warmly at my brother.
"Well, I knew there were two survivors of the deadly Kokawa disease, but I didn't expect one of them to be on my team. Mako, huh? Your mom used to blab all about you two. Your dad used senbon, too." Kurenai said, tapping her chin thoughtfully. I smiled sweetly at h er, and she returned it, before heading out with Mako and the rest of Team 8. I sighed and stood, swinging myself through the hole in the wall and pulling out more bandages. I was rewrapping my wounds when Naruto and Sakura came through the dorr, Sakura staring at me, scared, Naruto looking bored. Sasuke came through the way I did, sitting at the front of the room and staring at the wall with his famous Uchiha glare. I sighed and put my head down, preparing to take a nap before our sensei came.
*3 HOURS LATER*
"My first impression of you guys is… I hate you. Meet me on the roof in five minutes." I heard a masculine voice say. I turned my head, but all I saw was my team and a puff of smoke. I pushed myself up off of where I was previously flattened, taking a nap, and stretched, groaning slightly and catching the attention of Sasuke, who was following Sakura out of the door. He grunted and jerked his head upward, motioning to the roof. I nodded and climbed out the hole, finding the smallest possible footholds as I climbed up the side of the academy and over the railing, landing next to a man with most of his face covered and gravity defying silver hair. I smiled brightly at his confused smiled a fake smile at me, well, what I could see of him told me it was fake. I shifted my weight to my left foot and pursed my lips, putting my finger to my mouth and tilting my head to the side as I thought. I heard the door open behind me, but didn't pay it any attention as I advanced on my sensei. He watched me warily as I jumped up and onto his back. He didn't move as I started giggling.
"Hi, Uncle Kakashi!" I said between my giggles. The jounin stiffened for a moment, then threw me uncerimoniously off of him. I landed on my ass, jolting the spot at the end of my spine. I hissed, narrowing my eyes at the man who was practically my uncle when I was little. He and my dad were best friends when we moved to Konoha.
"A-Anyway… tell me about yourselves. Your likes, dislikes, hobbies, dreams, goals, stuff like that. I'll go first, my name is Hatake Kakashi , my likes and dislikes are none of your concern, my hobbies are the same, and I don't feel like telling you my dreams or goals. Blondie first." Kakashi said, pointing to Naruto.
"My name is Uzumaki Naruto, I like cup ramen, Sakura-chan, and Ichiraku Ramen! I dislike the three minutes you have to wait for the water to boil, the teme, and people who are mean! My hobbies are playing pranks with my best friend Miwa, tasting every kind of ramen there is, and training to become stronger! My dream is to become Hokage so that people will recognize me!" Naruto exclaimed, grinning widely. Kakashi pointed to Sakura.
"My name is Haruno Sakura. I like… well, the person I like is… *looks at Sasuke, fangirl scream*. My hobbies are… *another glance, another squeal*. My dream is… *one last glance, the scariest, highest, fangirliest scream you can ever dream to hear*. Oh yeah, my dislikes are Naruto and Miwa!" Sakura glared at the two of us, making Naruto deflate, but I just smiled at the girl.
"My name is Uchiha Sasuke, I there aren't a lot of things I like, and there are lots of things I dislike. I have no hobbies besides training, and my dream is not a dream. It is a goal, and ambition. I plan to kill a certain man, and revive my clan." Sasuke stated dryly, his eyes fixed on the sky. Kakashi pointed to me last, and I smirked.
"My name is Kokawa Miwa! I like singing, music, art, running, and training! I dislike FANGIRLS *pointed look at Sakura*, people who pick on Mako, and two faced people. My hobbies are practicing my aim with my bow, playing pranks with Naruto, and running. My dream—no, my goal, is to become the greatest kunoichi the Five Shinobi Nations have ever seen, and to be a role model for all the up and coming kunoichi. Remember me now, Uncle Kakashi?" I asked, pointing a finger at my late father's best friend. Kakashi's eyes were wide, showing recognition and surprise.
"M-Miwa? You've gotten so big! What the hell?!" he exclaimed, poking me, making sure I was real, before realizing his team was still there.
"Ahem. Meet me tomorrow at training field 3, at 5. Don't eat, or you'll puke. Bye!" and he disappeared, leaving the rest of us to ourselves and to ponder whether or not his threat was empty